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proof of what an earthy stud
you are!”
    James chuckled, “Well how about I massage
your back and then move down to your feet and ankles?”
    Lisa purred into the pillow, as James’s
hands had already started working on her sore back, “Now you’re
talking sexy.”
    James chuckled in response and continued
with the rhythmic pressure of his fingers on her lower spine.
    Lisa had a hard contraction and clutched at
her belly for a long moment.
    “Oh I want my body back!” Lisa groaned out
in frustration.
    “Me too.” James said with humor and yearning
tingeing his tone.
    “Ha ha ha funny man. Get in line.”
    A few moments passed before Lisa softly
said, “After you massage my feet maybe we can try something
then.”
    “Your sacrifice is appreciated poor
suffering wifie.”
    “Maybe it’ll get the babies coming
sooner.”
    “Now I just feel used.” James quipped.
    Lisa snickered into the pillows and said, “I
can’t make any promises bucko. I’m about to fall asleep.”
    “Not a problem. That’s what the glass of
cold water beside the bed is for.” James said unable to keep his
tone serious.
    “You do that and you will have one angry
mama to deal with Buster!”
    “I always said that you were hot and when
you’re angry it’s like dynamite.”
    Lisa turned her smiling face into the pillow
and mumbled out, “You’re incorrigible not to mention
insatiable.”
    She looked back at her husband, “But I
wouldn’t have you be any other way.” She said with her voice husky
with desire for the love of her life.

Chapter Seven
Spiritual War Begun
    The night had been long and Maria’s prayers
had sort of drifted to a stop. It had been a wonderful time, but
she was tired and would have nodded off to sleep if it wasn’t for
the continued tension of deep prayer that Elon still
manifested.
    In regard to prayer Elon reminded her of her
father. Her father had been a man of prayer too.
    Suddenly everything in the atmosphere around
them changed and Maria was instantly fully awake and looking around
in search of what had caused the change.
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    I watched Maria’s reaction to the dark waves
of thought that pervaded the atmosphere around us. Her eyes found
mine and I said, “More than a conqueror……”
    “Through Jesus Christ strengthening me.”
Maria said finishing my thought.
    Good. She was as ready as she could be. I
stood up and opened the door and walked out as she followed.
    It was an eerie feeling that pervade the
atmosphere like the calm before a storm. However there was an awful
feeling of foreboding, as if something was about to go terribly
wrong in a way far worse than any storm of nature.
    I held my hand behind my back and Maria
latched on to it and I squeezed her fingers reassuringly. There was
nothing to like about what we were feeling. Yes I had more
experience with this sort of thing, but being tried in the fire is
not something that I ever liked to experience, even though it made
me better in a spiritual sense.
    “Get the children Maria and bring them to
the master bedroom. Go quickly, as we don’t have much time.”
    She let go of my hand and stepped into the
first child’s room as I continued on.
    I passed into the master bedroom
noiselessly.
    How did one go about waking a former agent
of Flint’s skill safely?
    I knew of no safe way.
    I approached the bed and tapped the touch
lamp that sat on the nearby table. A fist with a knife gleaming in
its grasp came up at me and I barely caught his wrist to deflect
his thrust at me. Flint’s eyes met mine and he abruptly relaxed in
his attack.
    My eyes left his to drift over to Lisa. She
was panting heavily, as she held a 9mm trained on my head at
point-blank range. Her grip on the pistol faltered slightly, as she
recognized me and the gun lowered.
    “What’s going on? We’re in danger aren’t we?
That’s why you came isn’t it?” Lisa asked breathlessly.
    There was no point in keeping anything from
them now.